Aaj story ka agla bhaag likh raha hu asha krta hu aapko pasand aayega.Ab aage Jese hi uncle ne mummy ka blouse nikalkr phenk diya mummy white bra me ...a gayi .Mummy bahot jyaada sundar dikh rahi thi dudh jesi kaaya thi mummy ki uss par mummy ka black mangalsutra gore gore cleavage me phasa hua tha jo unki sundarta badha raha tha uncle iss sundarta ko dekhkar kar bole Uncle-waaah varsha kya stan he tumhare itne gore dekho tumhara mangalsutra kitna khush nasseb he jo har waqt inke saath rehta. "Look, Asmedogh wasn't at Turandot. He wasn't in the opera house Sunday. I'm the baritone in this house, not him. I don't think he can even sing."She laughed, as I'd intended. But the doubt was gone, or mostly.When she asked me how long I'd known about him I told her the story of my middle-of-the-night emergency surgery and its aftermath the following morning. She was appalled by the whole thing. "You might have killed him, Nick!" she cried. "My God, you have no medical training, how could you. Meri college mere ghar se kaafi dur thi to last ek year ke liye mai apni mausi ke ghar rehne ke liye chala gaya. Aap ko bata du unki age shayd 28 thi aur wo thodi saavli thi bade bade boobs aur moti gaand k saath wo bohot hi sundar lagti thi. Mai hamesha use chodne ke bareme sochta tha. Unka ek beta tha pr wo sirf 11 mahine ka tha aur mausaji kaam ke silsile me zyadatar bahar hi rehte the.Raat ko saath me tv dekhte dekte kafi baate hoti thi hamari. Wo thodi mazakiya type ki thi to thoda mazak. “MMM, Mr. Miller! But you’re my teacher wont we get in trouble…?”, I leaned back against him letting my body respond to his gentle caresses.“Silly girl, no. Your in college not high school and your over 18 aren’t you? And I told you to call me Graham!”, his hands groped my breasts roughly, lifting and squeezing them.I moaned softly, “Oh Graham, I do want you. I've wanted to have you for a while, but I didn’t know what to do”. He turned me in his arms and pressed me up against the bench, with.